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* Little Bobbie’s Pa <
By William F. Kirk
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HUSBAND, sed Ma, I need A new
set of furs for this Winter. The
geese is flying southerly. Ma
sed, u ich is a sine that it is going to be
a long, hard winter.
What is the matter with the furs you
wear last winter, sod Pa. I thought
thay looked mitey swell. Thay are
mltey swell yet, sed Ma. all except the
neck piece. It IsenJ Idg enurt any moat-.
Thay are waxing neck pieces awful big
this yeer. Os course, sed Ma. I cud use
that .set of furs to go marketing in, &
maybe eeven for shopping, but I was
thinking if I cud git a set of blue fox
furs to match the ones 1 have 1 wud be
all rite. I know a lady friend that has
a husband that is a friend of a furrier,
Ma sed. & she toald mo about the
grandest bargain. Jest think of it, .>
thousand-dollar set of blue fox lurs for
only six hundred.
Marvelous, sed Pa It is grate to
dwell in a grate city. Pa sed, ware
thare are so many bargains. Now. if
you had been living back in Colfax,
Wisconsin, sed Pa, you wud hav< herd •
nothing, not a word, about tin grate 1
bargain you jest menshuned. You wud
newer have dreemed that you cud git a 1
set of blue fox furs for six hundred llt
tel measly dollars. New York is the ■
place, sed Pa for sl» hundred dollar .
bargains.
Six hundred dollars Isent much, is it.
deepest? sed Ma.
I doant know, sed Pa: 1 newer had a
chanst to count that far. Ido re.inem- ;
her one thing about six hundred doi- i
Advice to the Lovelprn
Ry Beatrice Fairfax
TELL HER BY ALL MEANS.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young man deeply In love
with a young lady one and a half
years my junior. We go around a
great deal together, but she treats
tne very Indifferently and seems to
care for other young men just as
much, if not more, than for me.
Should I tell her of my great love
for her or wait until she shows
more love for me? M.
Do you want her to fall into your (
hands like a peach from a tree? I
You must climb for the best, and In |
this case "climbing" consists in work
ing so hard to win her love she won't
care for other young men. i
Tell her you love her. and don’t ex- i
pect any avowal of affection from her
till you have made yours.
TELL HER SO PLAINLY.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am 19 years of age, and while
hi a little town I met a girl of 17
years. We loved each other, and I
promised I would marry her. Later
I came hack to town to work. And
now she writes me letters saying
she will kill herself if I don’t keep
my promise. I Intend to keep my 1
promise because I love her and she ,
loves me, but not just at present.
I feel as though I am too young to
married. R. G. W.
Convince her of your sincerity by ,
the. tone of your letters. Having awak- i
ened her love by your attentions, you
must be true to her.
You are right in thinking a man of 19
»nd a girl of 17 are too young to marry.
I am sorry you didn't realize it before
you became so devoted.
CASE REQUIRING FRANKNESS.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young man of 21 years,
and am deeply In love with a young
lady three years my junior. J at
tended a settlement dance with her
some time ago. but she apparently
was not pleased.
As T love her very dearly, I would
like to know whether It was my
company which displeased her, or
was It really the dance. Also in
form mo how I can win her.
ANXIOUS.
If you took her to a dance whore the
company was not agreeable to her. you
owe her an apology.
Go to her and ask if this is the cause
of her boldness.
Winning her will be the most de
lightful task you ever set yourself, and
you need no guide hook on the way. He
courteous, considerate, kind and agree
able. Think of her first and last, and
take care when you offend her that you
make ample apology, and never offend
In the same way again.
Do Yon Know— •
Deaths exceeded births in France
last year by 35,000.
Over 10.000 registry office marriages
are celebrated in London each year.
There are 12.000 miles of paved
streets within London's police area.
About 6*l per cent of India's total
trade in food and manufactures is with
Europe, and 24 with Asin.
Os the 17,000-odd miles of railways In i
the commonwealth of Australia, over'
15,000 are owned by the government.
Colored people In the Union of South
Africa outnumber the whites by nearly
four to one.
In the classification of battleships in
the British navy no ship is considered
first class unless she tires a broadside
of at least 6.000 pounds
A bushel of wheat in England is tin
pounds, of barley 50 pounds, of oats 39
pounds, of buckwheat 52 pounds and ot
rye and maize 60 pounds.
Belgium has 600.000 laborers. Among
them are 85,000 women.and 15.000 chil
dren, who work mote than < leven hours
a day.
Australia has no orphanage . Every*
child who is not supported be parents*
hecomos a ward of the stab , and is I
placed in a privab family t her. *
board and clothe* are provided until
the fourteenth birthday 1
lars, tho. sed Pa. I remember that my
father taught school nine months for
six hundred dollars, & six of the nine
months thare was deep snow on the
ground. A- he had to walk three mil. s to
the skool house in the morning, through
drifts A- all. & three mile.- back at nite.
Thay doant make that kind of ol<l Ro
mans these days. Pa sol, Thay are dy
ing out. like th- veterans of the Civil
war fit the re.l m- n. Thare Is too many
street cars the.-e -lays, Pa sed. Thare
was men in those days, wen it was
rough going.
But you are awful str.-ng, deerert,
s. , M , I guess Ma was thinking about
the furs.
Maybe I am awful strong, sed Pa, but
how many trees cud I chop down in a
day. Maybe if I had a sharp ax, Pa .
sed, I mite win tho decision oaver a
two-year-old basswood tree, or a llttel
soft pine tree, but if I won it I wud have
to win It quick. After that my wind
wud be gone.
I dident think that yure wind wud
ewer be gone, sed Ma, the way you
keep talking all the time.
Do you mean that 1 talk too much?
sed Pa. .
That is what 1 sed, Bed Ma. lam a
woman of unflinching currage. Ma sed,
A onst 1 have sed a thing I newer go
hack on it.
Is that a lie or a boast, sed Pa.
It is the plain truth, sed Ma.
All rite, sed Pa. Now. jest for that
you doajtt git any six hundred dollar
set of furs.
NOT WITH YOUR DISPOSITION.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am twenty and am keeping com
pany with a man of twenty-nine.
lie declares he loves me, whjch
love I return. This man Is making
a very good living, as he is a physi
cian, witl* a very large practice. Do
you think I could be happy with
this man, as he is lame?
PERPLEXED.
Your asking the question proves you
do not love him; that, you could never
be happy with him, and lie could not
long be happy with you.
If you loved him as you should, you
would love him all the more because of
this physical disability. There would
not be room for a doubt.
SEND YOUR BROTHER.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
1 have been going with a young
man quite a while, but a couple of
weeks ago we decided it would be
best to stop going together. I wrote
to him asking that he return my'
picture. As yet I have received
neither picture nor heard from him.
MARY.
If he ignores a second request, let the
third come from your brother or your
father, or some other male relative.
Perhaps his disregard of your request
is due entirely to neglect. The best of
men are very’ neglectful in observance
of such obligation. At any rate, don't
forget the lesson in the incident, and
that is not to give your picture to ,
every young man who pays you atten
tion.
THE SERIOUSNESS OF YOUTH.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
My ago is nineteen and 1 am sin
cerely in love with a girl about one
year my’ junior. The other day 1
accompanied her to a skating rink
In Syracuse and there she met an
other fellow and I think she is go
ing to marry him. The ambition of
my life is to win the love and af
fection of this fair one.
GEORGE.
You are only nineteen; the "ambi
tion of your life" is still too young to
reckon seriously. If this girl, after a
few days acquaintance with the other
man. intends to marry him, she is too
tickle for you to fret about.
There are other "fair ones," my dear
young man. Go to work: put yourself
in position to own a home for a girl,
and then look for her.
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Master Baby. The curious thing is
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The most widespread of all is that,
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If the house is a one-story one, it is
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Savages carry their babies up trees.
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are .•Mfcidentally put on Inside out. they
must be left that way. or bad luck
will follow.
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of money, because people would say:
‘Dear me, how she’s gone off in looks.’
And that would affect the box office,
which in turn would affect my salary.”
If she were not a beauty- and did not
devote most of her attention to her
looks, however, she could not earn the
large sums of money which she gives to
charity, nor would she be able to help
young and struggling artists and
writers.
For there is no elixir of youth, no
fountain of beauty. They are the result
of intelligent and systematic care of the
body, and the modern provided,
of course, she has some foundation of
good looks to start with, studies the
matter scientifically and becomes beau
tiful by- dint of hard work.
I have been reading a great deal
about eugenics lately in the daily pa
pers. I take it that his means the pro
duction of a perfect race, governed by
all the known laws of health and hy
giene. Eugenic babies ought to grow
up into beautiful men and women, for
beauty gets its real start in babyhood.
Happiness is the dancing partner of
beauty-. They can hardly be dis
sociated; w-here you have a happy child
you generally have a pretty one. But
the little girl who is gloomy' and sad is
involuntarily casting her features into a
look of settled melancholy or discon
tent. Neither of these is beautiful.
It is said that the women of the hard
laboring classes age prematurely. Nat
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child could understand about serious
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plodding and toiling to support their
meager home.
A long, slow and very gradual de
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mental, is needed to store up vitality
and health which will be used to make
the future beauty.
In the meantime, there are all kinds
of sports and exercises to develop the
little body and bring it to its highest
point of perfection.
Eyes that are crossed can be made
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I am sure you have here, many schools
where gymnastics are taught for chil
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who examines the children carefully
and gives them the exercises needed to
correct whatever Imperfection they may
have.
Don’t forget that the foundation of
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old, and see that you are not neglect
ing the child that is In your care, and
who will never forgive you if she has
been denied her share of health and
good looks.
Mrs. Humphry Ward, s
a JVew Story of Love tyd Wealth
The Mating of Lydia'
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Cumberlaids prettiest girls—Lydia PehfohL Lord Tjathsim— -the erst
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By BERTRAND BABCOCK.
The Story of the Play of the Same Name
Now Running at the Manhattan
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(Copyright, 1912, by Drury Lane Com
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The woman stopped him with a furious
gesture.
“Thanks,” she said “So it’s
once more again Di? I am to be humil
iated for Di! Insulted for—Di! Thrown
over by you—turned out by him —sor —Di!
Very well! Tell him what I tell you, that
when next we meet I trust I shall be able
to explain correctly the precise nature of
my position and relation —to —him —and
to you—and to—Di!”
CHAPTER X.
"Lady Brancaster!”
There was only laughter and jovial
clinking of glasses as Beverley enter
tained the hunt at breakfast in the great
hall of Falconhurst, while outside the
hounds were being prepared for a big
meet. The men in their red coats and
full hunting "togs" seemed so many fig
ures stepped out of the frames of the
portraits on the walls behind than of the
almost princely family of Beverley.
But at one end of the table, a little
withdrawn from their neighbors, the Rev.
Verner Haslam and Captain Sartoris were
talking. The clergyman looked anxiously
up and down the board.
"Where’s Brancaster?" he asked, his
uneasy conscience troubling him.
But Sartoris was perfectly at his ease,
and the other’s anxious tones passed by
him. „
"Oh, he’s driven down to the station,
he. returned in a casual tone. "He’s been
fussing around all the morning about a
parcel or something he wanted from
town.”
"He’s quite recovered?” asked Haslam.
"They think so. Talks of hunting to
day," said Sartoris.
"But his mind—his memory?” the un
easy clergyman asked.
Sartoris shrugged his shoulders in their
well-fitting red coat.
"Why?” he asked.
"When the vicar returns he’ll read that
—that, entry in the marriage register,”
ho said, glancing uneasily up the table.
"Brancaster's marriage,” returned the
other. “Well—didn't he marry?”
"You know—” began Haslam.
"Pardon me. I know nothing."
"You signed for him.” persisted Has
lam.
"No. You wrote his name.”
“But the mark. The cross against
it—”
Sartoris was visibly annoyed.
“Brancaster's wrist was injured at the
time.” he said. "Dash it! We must
be artistic—he couldn’t write.”
“What does It matter? The thing is
there,” groaned the substitute vicar.
“Quite so—in perfectly legal form,” said
Sartoris firmly.
“He will know- It is false,” said the
conscience-stricken Haslam.
"Never! He never can or will- .....
you tell hip.” said tho captam
you want to add a memory of n 1 ,
your other reminiscences. Beas"-
ify dear fellow, for once in ’ 0 „r r”’
we ve done a good action. Don’t b,
Os it. We’ve bought justice for . t
an- She’ll stick to it. I shall stick’E
You stick to it. You can’t be f.>n
-so be noble. You’ll have a jnllv )r , i ? :
if you don’t.*’
The other shuddered.
"Butwill she make her c l ai m-pubiici,
—soon?” he asked. euouely
Sartoris took a puff at the eigarett.
between his lips as he returned:
"Can’t say. She never meant t.. whil .
he lived. she was anticipating „
wee’ds, don’t you see. Now the situati™
is changed. If he jilts her she ntavh
jealous—perhaps resentful—and, well 7,
the crash cornea sooner or later -it’s’ a
one to you, my dear Haslam-d’v,., .f
You’ve got to stick to it."
Beverley now rapped on the table ...
gradually the company of men settled irt
their places.
The Last Hunt.
"The season’s over,” said the Mar
quis, "and this is our last meet. x- lw
those beastly violets are sprouting in ' t ,„.
garden-our la?t meet and the last tt™
I shall hufij the hounds. The Be v- rle-
w VP h t’E 1 fr ° nl Falcon ”i>rst for O ver
two hundred year.Y’-he paused to let £
applause subside-"and so they will a
long as a Beverley lives, a Beverlev’n bp
heir master. But Beverley has no <„
o eonte after him. He died as a rE,
ley should for his country. He’s n ■
here to be my deputy. So, gentlemen,‘ it
lies With you to say who shall. Yon w a „’
young blood to hunt good hounds—rn e n i
them all right-but we warn a deputv
master—one you’ll all follow—one the
country knows—one who’ll hunt the Her
erley as a good sportsman should an.
as you’who sit around me are good sports,
men one and all, I’ve called you all to
gether to leave the choice to you."
Continued In Next Issue.
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